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An impossible-to-fight smile broke across her face. She had a plan and some tiny sense of control.
“I feel better already,” she said. “When do we leave?”
Chapter 8
Faris
Her smile was radiant, like the sun breaking through the clouds. Faris hated to steal her sunshine.
“We must remain here until tomorrow. Possibly the day after,” he said.
The smile faltered. “It’s been two years. I suppose a day or two won’t make a difference.”
For her, no. For her friend, it depended on who purchased her from the auction, if her pod had been in the auction at all.
She stretched, arms over her head, and the hem of the tunic lifted. Leaning to the left, then to the right, she complained about sore muscles.
“That is a side effect of the stasis. I know what will make you feel better,” he said, unable to look away from her thick thighs. They were so nude; no scales, just beige flesh that promised so much delight. When they were in the bed, he noticed that her arms were covered in thin, fine hairs. His fingers itched to discover if her thighs had the same fine hairs.
Even more intriguing was the thatch of dark hair between her legs. Was it as soft as the hair on her head?
Alice noticed his blatant stare. She tugged down the tunic, her face a blushing pink. “I don’t suppose you found me some pants?”
“You will not need clothes for what I have planned.”
The pink on her face deepened to a scarlet. Interesting.
He handed her the robe to wear and ordered her to follow.
Snow piled high in drifts on the back deck, but a path had been cleared to the hot springs. The springs ran under the town. Most residences had a pool to take advantage of the hot springs. This pool was rough stone surrounded by a wooden deck. Steam curled above the water. Snow continued to fall but melted when it hit the warm air.
“Hot tubs?” Alice asked.
“Naturally occurring hot springs. Soap and rinse at the stall, then soak. It will help ease the ache in your body,” he said. Dropping his robe, he walked naked to the shower stall.
Feeling her eyes on him, he slowed his pace to let his tail sway from side to side. The cold smarted against his bare feet, but the discomfort was a price worth paying as long as she watched. He rinsed and soaped himself quickly, the water tepid. Once suitably clean, he eased into a tub.
Heat soaked deep into his muscles. He tilted his head back, watching snowflakes flutter through the air and melt above the water.
“Join me,” he said, not looking at her.
“I’m good.”
“You are not, stubborn human. This will help.”
She said nothing, shuffling her feet. Eventually, she said, “You’re naked.”
“Have you not seen a grown male before?”
“No. Yes! I mean, yes, but not a lizardman,” she said, sounding flustered. He bet she looked adorable when she was flustered.
“Should I stand so you can examine me for your edification?”
She made a strangled noise, halfway between panic and amusement. “Nooo…You stay there.” Then, in a quiet voice, “Who talks like this?”
Alice hustled to the shower stall, grumbling about the cold deck. He did not look but he heard the water run, more muttering about the cold and an alarming clack of chattering teeth, then the shutting valve. Her steps pounded against the wooden deck, he heard the robe falling, and then the satisfied moan as she eased herself into the water.
His cock jerked with interest.
